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I'd love to join this!

As for a question, could I have a caster who focuses on a general concept instead of a school of magic?

Your example character uses abjuration, but the character I'm imagining for myself doesn't just stick to evocation or any other schools too hard.

I wanted them to deal with lightning and storms, which can breach out into others, such as abjuration to create sounds or weather-like effects. While naturally they would use lightning based attacks and such. Would you rather we focus on schools then disambiguations?
Is there anything you could compare the Sumarian people to? Like an existing alien in some game/movie/show?

Or just a written definition would help, i'm just curious as to how you meant them to look!
Just bumping to check on the status of the RP here. Glad to see another applicant but how is the GM feeling?
Pria did count herself very lucky. Anyone would jump at the chance to make such a short and easy flight for 1000 credits. "I can appreciate the sentiment, the thing you want most in a business partner is someone reliable." She was glad he didn't dump her immediately for the cheaper option. Honestly she wouldn't have even blamed him if he did, but 1000 was a bigger number to her then it was to him.

A fact punctuated when the hanger was opened to reveal the Mattiz. All at once conflicting thoughts and feelings filled Pria. On one hand she was ever so excited to fly that thing! She would love to root around in it and figure out as much she could. She had never flown anything terribly high-class and this was cream of the crop. On the other hand, there was no way she could mess up now. Even the smallest mistake and she'd never be able to make up the repair. She mentally crossed her fingers hoping this would all be easy as it should be.

"I-is there anything you'd like to tell me before we board and take off? Job details or special instructions?"

She was doing her best to mask the swelling nerves. A sense of dread was forming a black cloud above her head. She was starting to feel like this day was going to be a long one. One that was full of unexpected turns and conflict. Not the sort of day where you make an easy buck.
@Guardian Angel Haruki

Much appreciated :D
Pria nodded and waved to the man called Timo. She followed after her client and her made way towards the back. "Very nice to meet you Hensen. I'm Pria if I didn't mention it in the call." Pria was pretty good at putting up a front but wow were the rumors true about the breath. Something to look into, is it their diet or their biology? Regardless she probably shouldn't dwell on it.

"Yes I found my way fine, it was no trouble." He certainly seemed excited about this all. Couldn't blame him though, he's probably been looking forward to this for a good long time. She'd have to make sure to get him there in good time. The memory that she was trying to earn 1000 credits right here right now placed some stress on her back. That was a lot of money, maybe she should be less cavalier about it all? He didn't seem the type but he was also rich; it wouldn't be surprising if he expected some more seriousness without being too serious himself.

She'd just play it by ear.
I don't mean to sound like a desperate vulture or anything.

But I am desperate and lurking hard.

If any openings or opportunities open up I'd love to be there for consideration, but I hope all goes well regardless~

Pria gave her best smile and a small wave. "Hello sir. I'm here to escort someone to Veridian for the convention. This was the time I was told to arrive, do I have the correct address?" She was certain she did, she just wanted to seem polite. He didn't seem all too excited to see her and she felt bad if she was imposing.

She wondered who exactly this might be though. He wore a formal suit, but this early in the morning? They were rich enough to have a butler but it might be rude to assume. For all she knew she was speaking to her client's father. Not that she'd treat him much different if he was.
Pria nodded along. She did remember Tilburg, and it's distance. It was a flight she was bound to make once in her life. But she wouldn't stop mom by saying that. Pria just smiled, nodded and ate as her and her mother talked about Uncle Ben. Afterwards the conversation trailed around, as conversations do. From uncle Ben to other people they knew on their trips. That lady with the horrible wig, that one gentleman with the 3 legged dog. They talked about their days and what they had done, who they saw. They talked about little things that mattered and ones that didn't. At some point the kettle was put on and Pria found a mug of hot-chocolate in her hands. After that was done and their topics exhausted, Pria found he way back to her room. She spent the night popping in the address of her client's into her glasses so she wouldn't get lost. She dig up Uncle Ben's number so she didn't embarrass herself by asking mom for it. She wrote down the day in her little cheap journal and threw it back in her bag. It wasn't terribly late but she had an early day ahead of her, so she set her morning alarm, and found her bed.

It took her a while to finally drift off to sleep, but she did so with a smile on her face.

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The next morning Pria was up and ready in no time. She wasn't exactly a morning person but she was excited about today. She just had some toast for breakfast and grabbed some granola bars to throw in her bag. She caught her mom just before she left for work, and gave her a peck on the cheek. "See you later mum, have a good day!"

She set out, leaving a fair 10 minutes of wiggle time before getting to her destination. Despite having a constantly updating path on her eye wear, she wasn't keen on being late in any situation. After arriving at the rather upscale location, she rung to be let in.
Name: Amelia Runefinder

Age: 74 (Looks roughly 20)

Sex: Female

Race: Hulder

Appearance: With long straw blond hair and a pale complexion she looks mostly human. Her features are somewhat sharp, with high cheekbones and a heart shaped face. Her nose is hooked and long and her lips full. She has a slight figure and stands at roughly 5"7. A smattering of freckles spread across her cheeks and the bridge of her nose. Her eyes are almond shaped and a warm honey color. She has a scar running from below one eye, tracing all away to above the other; just cutting off part of her eye brow on the right side. She keeps her hair long, nearly down to her thighs, though it is braided back in the end to keep it out of the way. It is left to hang down to cover the telling signs of her species. Her back seems covered in a thick tree bark, and is largely missing. A black hole leading to who knows where in place instead. While it is harder to hide a fox-like tail also protrudes out near the base of her spine. She tends to wear fall colors, though she likes green, and tends to mix it in where she can. She is a fan of simple jewelry, like bracelets or earrings. Her clothes are much the same. Elegant, not showy.

Personality: Everything Amelia does has some sense of subtly to it. Or at least that's how she tries to keep it. She doesn't like giving too much information and way, and is very much a "low-risk high reward" sort of person. She is hungry for information and power, but not for any nefarious or grand purpose. It's just in her nature. She enjoys quiet and likes the comfort that can be found with a small group of interesting people. She loves to read, and spends a lot of time studying. She tries to be a very rounded person and reaches into many different subjects. This of course limits how much she can grow in each subject though. Magic is her one true love when it comes to learning. It's the field she never sacrifices for another. She is quite charmed when in control of situations, but when she is pushed to the edge her tightly wound figure breaks loose. She can "deal" with high stress, only it comes out maybe violently later. She tries to be demure and likable but bottles up all negativity, and isn't actually the kindest person ever. She likes to get something for her troubles, even if that trouble is something small like holding the door open. She follows her own unspoken rules on how things go and is quite unhappy when others don't follow them. Even when it makes no sense for them to.

History: Amelia has spent all her life growing up within the walls. The area she's lived most her life in was a densely populated area filled with wide numbers of magical peoples. Her joy as a youth for listening to people's stories and watching them preform their magical feats is what started her academical study of magic, and thus other subjects. She spent a lot of time learning, training and attempting to improve her status. One who is attempting to learn the ins and outs of the wall and enhance it further, she is ambitious. She has amassed her own small library and makes a small sum from it. She also owns a small plot of land ideal for selling herbs and flowers from, which is where another portion of her funds stem from. Being a nature spirit she is in tune with how they grow. Her modest but no disarming abode is sheltered by a wall of trees on each side. Granting he some semblance of quiet in the busy city. In time she came to own the building, and rents the lower floors out to others. All in all she is a sort of bureaucrat, who hopes to continue to grow, and expand past the walls of the city. Owning everything isn't necessarily evil, just profitable, aye?

Skills: Booksmart, magically talented, in-tune with nature. She has learned some business sense and has gotten quite lucky with it. Only the smallest smattering in combat she isn't exactly tuned to brave the wilds herself. A sort of jack of all trades kind of person, though unrefined or rough things she has no interest in. She doesn't like to get her hands dirty, nor take action without proper information. This can lead to her bring indecisive at times. In addition to this she is slow to react when her initial plan goes wrong, despite always trying to have at least a plan "B". She spends all this time trying to put off a regal sort of image, and when things start to fall out of place so does she. That being said deep down her brightest talent is tenacity. She might not succeed every time but boy is she hard to keep down.

Other: Likes sweets, but pretends not to. Pretends to dislike children when she actually loves them. Bad at displaying affection in general. Despite her conscious efforts to seem high-class, easily offended when referred to as "stuffy." Thinks frogs are the bee's knees despite not being a fan of most animals.
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